"Shen Shixun, please don't stay up late taking orders anymore. I'm afraid you might get into danger."
"Finish this month's work."
He's short of money, she can give it to him, or he's encountered some kind of difficulty.
Xiang Nanzhi subconsciously thought about the difficulties Shen Shixun might face, such as his mother's illness.
Xiang Nanzhi had gotten Shen Jila's phone number when she was on the grassland. She could ask Shen Jila if Shen Shixun was short of money lately.
When Xiang Nanzhi made a phone call, Shen Jila did not answer, so he had no choice but to start working on the design of the jade products they had discussed earlier at home.
The request from them isn't urgent, but we still need to start working on it slowly. This kind of thing can't be drawn in just a couple of strokes; it requires repeated revisions and refinements.
The design process involves constant thinking and revisions, and before you know it, it's noon.
Ma Xiaorong sat down next to her and asked, "Do you really have feelings for Shen Shixun?"
"Isn't that obvious?" Xiang Nanzhi said, holding her paintbrush. "He's my husband. How could I not have feelings for him?"
"What exactly happened on the grassland? Ever since you came back from the grassland, I feel that you have changed a lot."
"Really? What's changed?"
Xiang Nanzhi looked at her earnestly, "I can't quite put my finger on it, but he's changed a lot. What did he do to you on the grasslands?"
"Nothing much. Maybe I was influenced by the local culture, or maybe the scenery there captivated me and broadened my horizons."
She saw a unique beauty beyond the city, and she also saw Shen Shixun, who was completely different from any man she had ever met before.
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